OK, so I am a couple of days late posting this week. I have been swamped. Ran up to Jacksonville on Friday to get the liquor license for lighthouse festival on March 17th. It is always an ordeal because you have to get a bunch of signatures from the city zoning office, the internal revenue service in Jax, and you have to have it notarized. Then you set up an appointment with the licensing agency and they interview you to see if the reason for the license is legitimate. We do this each year because we have the Michelob Ultra 5K Run at the festival and we have to serve beer. Then I have planning meetings for interpretive planning, website changes, the blog, manager’s meetings, along with daily fires that need to be put out, safety inspections, and an upcoming trip to the state capitol for tourism days. Then there are maintenance issues, personnel issues and keeping up with personnel records, and any number of other jobs that arise during the day…
Suffice it to say that now you know why I wrote my last blog. In the midst of it all, the tower just stands out there, quiet, sturdy, dependable. Every night the light is on, the beacons turn, and I look at it and catch my breath. What I do is called a job. All of the things that get me stressed are what feed me and my family, and the fact that I can feed my family when so many can’t is a huge blessing. I don’t have to work here… I choose to work here. And that is a good choice. I just have to remember it when I’m putting out fires.
